DESCRIPTION:
Brain waves always marching to our own, tuned to fight our own sick, sick fantasies. Give it up. There's nothing like the feeling of no commitment, there's such resistance clawing my eyes. But we're from different planets, it's not a shame it's my seduction. I'll keep it, i'll keep it to time to get what i want at the expense of a stupid naive girl thinking she's the world, it's my compulsion suck it up. This ends now, cold alone now.